The internet isn’t a choice anymore: Emily Davis crafts a gif-strewn response to Jasmine Lee-Jones’ extremely online debut play.
That wandering feeling: Ava Wong Davies writes on Jack Thorne’s meandering exploration of a family’s story.
“You’re ignoring me”: Ava Wong Davies battles with her doubts about Rupert Goold’s slick but uncomfortable narrative of male innocence.
Charisma and careerdom: Rosemary Waugh writes on Noel Coward’s slightly creaky comedy, starring Andrew Scott.
Vaulting ambition: Arjun Sajip writes on Ivo Van Hove’s bold but flawed staging of a 1969 cinematic classic.
Jagged and off-kilter: Hailey Bachrach writes on a flawed revival of a lyrical musical.
A bitter draft: Alice Saville reluctantly reviews David Mamet’s Weinstein play.
A mighty body quake: J N Benjamin writes on Okwui Okpokwasili’s pulsating experimental dance piece.
A room without a view: Alice Saville writes on the claustrophobic domesticity of Githa Sowerby’s play.
“One happy, happy community”: Rosemary Waugh writes on the stiflling smalltown mundanities of Thornton Wilder’s play.
“You can’t build a country on wants”: Maddy Costa writes on Ella Hickson’s play, feminism and capitalism.
Pastel nightmares: Frey Kwa Hawking writes on a riotous exploration of skin-lightening and prejudice.
“Hot like gunpowder”: Brendan Macdonald writes on the Michelle-Terry-starring Henry triple bill that opens Shakespeare’s Globe’s summer season.
“There’s a definite gloss to this staging” – Rosemary Waugh writes on Marianne Elliott and Miranda Cromwell’s West End-ready take on Arthur Miller’s story.
‘The kind of beauty that leaves you feeling a little hopeless’: Rosemary Waugh reviews Rebecca Frecknall’s production of Three Sisters.